Lyrics
What's up niggas?
Yeah
Life been throwing curve balls at your boy
Crazy
It's really five percent what happen to you
Ninety-five how you respond
For sure
I don't give a fuck no more though
At all
It's Mo
Yeah
I'm tryna stay optimistic
Learn to play my position
School of hard knocks
I paid my dues, paid my tuition
Once you pick a side just know
You can't straddle no fences
You ever been caught in the rain and you drenched
I stay out the streets
These niggas dropping dimes like hints
I'm tryna slam dunk a bitch like Vince
Everybody hate the kid like Chris
I need Rollies, not cuffs on my wrist
How you gon' win if you don't make an attempt?
I'm tryna get my soldiers out of the trench
Can't lose your presence
Shit get snatched by the Grinch
Pimp my pain
Put that shit on paper
Then I commence
Everything I did, how could you forget?
Too much shit to name or put on a list
Damn
Yeah
Time I done lost track
Wrecked whips, lost racks
House is not a home
Man I tried to get my spouse back
Could I ever make it right?
Truth be told I doubt that
Got me fucking with these freaks
She show me where her mouth at
Stay optimistic
Only going up from here
No negativity in my circle
None whatsoever
Got my player partner
Future Rich Eeze in the building
Yeah
Smoking out the bong while I pack my carry-on
And I'm flying out of state somewhere up on the pond
And I stay burning trees
Calm collected sipping Dom
In a spacecraft vintage super sport with cherry bombs
Optimistic with my thoughts
Listening to the exhaust